Miku Hatsune was considered to be a dull, lifeless, unpopular high schooler and yes, she was. She knew that but she was only like that because she was bullied and ignored by everyone.
In school she was known as the "Rolling Girl" because she always rolled away from her problems.
All Miku wanted to do was to fit in and be popular like everyone else. But as always discarded her like a piece of cloth. Singing was what was most important to Miku, it had always been like that. Singing made her feel as she belonged but people made fun of her voice and some even ripped her music sheets to pieces.
They were so cruel. So, so cruel…
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"Oh whats this Hatsune? New music? Pha! This music is terrible!" sneered Haku ripping up her music sheets. To Miku it was like they were ripping up her heart. In her dismay Miku fell to her knees, trying to pick up the paper what had been spared.
"Oh look she's crying. Poor Miku, she only wants to sing.. Too bad she sounds like a freak!"
The two girls, Neru and Haku leaned with evil smirks on their faces, enjoying her misery.
Neru grabbed Mikus teal hair and jerked her head up so she could hiss in her ear. "You're worthless Hatsune. Your parents died knowing your nothing. Just a problem in people's lives. T-this is begging to be too much! Too cruel!
"Y-your wrong! Please just leave me alone!" Cried Miku, she was even prepared to beg at their feet. All Miku wanted was to be normal, to fit in, to people to like her…
Haku must have had enough with Mikus please because the next thing she felt was a hard boot hitting her in the face, making her collapse on the floor. They laughed and started to walk out the class room. "Admit it Miku. You're nothing! Always have always will." With saying that Neru and Haku walked out the room. Leaving Miku there sobbing on the floor and collecting up her torn up music sheets.
No, I won't give up! I have to finish my songs! Miku gathered up her strength and walked over to the school piano and placed her torn up sheeted on the piano and started to play. But the piano was old so they notes were off key and her voice continued to shake as she sang.
Frustrated Miku threw the sheets and kick over the piano chair. "WHY?! Why can't I fit in, Why can't I be liked!?" Falling on the spot Miku let the frustration turn into tears not bothering to hide them anymore. Even though there was no one about, and no one would care anyway.
Something died in Miku now. It was the will to live. Her face turn hooded and she walked into the corridor, in her mind the corridor looked old, tattered and covered in graffiti. The opening a door which lead to the school roof and the stairs looked clear white. Continuing up the stairs she started to think to herself.
For seventeen years I have been alone and bullied. I lost my parents at the age of 8 and did anyone care? No! They just carried on with their own life.
Opening the door she finally came to the school roof where like always it was deserted. Heh. It's such nice weather... What a shame.